24. Joker

Chapter 24

Joker

The night I had planned has suddenly changed. I can't be myself with Skylar tonight. She's not ready for it. I'll need to keep a large part of myself hidden for a little longer. It's not who I am to do that. Right now, however, I don't have a choice. She's scared to let go with me. It's my fault, I own that. I don't think I realized the damage I was inflicting on Skylar. It hurt her deeply. Shit, I think I made her doubt her self-worth and now I need to figure out how to fix that. Back in my room, she was panicking. She looked so terrified that I actually felt sorry for her—while also hating myself. I knew I couldn't push her anymore. My woman needs a gentle touch. That might not be who I am—at least to someone who doesn't understand the way I live. Eventually, she will learn everything I am and that she's safe with me. Fuck, she's more secure with me than anywhere. Until I can make her believe that, I'm going to be who I think she needs me to be.

One thing that will never change is that I will always put Skylar first. I want her to learn that from the beginning. I may be a man who thrives on being in control, but my Peaches will slowly learn that she's the one who actually holds all the power. She alone has the power to completely destroy me. She's the only woman who has ever had that ability.

Skylar is the only one who ever will.

She's still silent as we get back. When we close the door to her room, I lock the door before turning to look at her. "What if I run you a bath so you can relax?" I suggest. I need something to make her calm. She's hugging herself and looks one step from terrified at this point.

"A bath?"

"You're upset, Peaches."

"I usually shower."

"I can turn the water on for you. I still think a bath would help you more."

She swallows nervously but nods her consent. "Okay."

I step into her and though her body jerks because I get closer. To her credit, however, she doesn't back away. I lean down and kiss her forehead. "Everything is going to be okay, Skylar." When I pull back her eyes are closed. She slowly opens them and without realizing it, I begin stroking along the side of her cheek with the pad of my thumb.

"I don't understand what's going on here, Torin. It feels like everything has changed overnight."

"That's where you're wrong. This chemistry between us has always been there. I just fought like hell to keep it from taking over. All you need to know is that I'm done pushing you away. I'm giving everything I have to being with you. All I'm asking is that you give me a chance to prove that I can be exactly what you need."

"Tor—"

I groan when she licks her lips. Skylar's not doing it to flirt or tease me. It's purely natural and something she does often when she's nervous. Right now, however, it goes straight to my dick. My hand finds its way to her hair, tightening into it. I pull her to me as I claim her mouth. She immediately opens for me as I push my tongue inside. From there, the kiss ignites a fire that I've barely been able to keep banked over the years. I devour her, letting my desire for her completely free. I want her to feel all of it. I need her to see the truth that I've kept hidden.

It has always been her for me. Always.

I didn't plan this. I truly didn't. Hell, after the blow up we had, I thought we were back to square one. My woman has a lot of scars and they're my fault. I'm going to do whatever I need to do to heal them. That begins tonight. I can't even tell you how we made it to the bed. I just know she's there and I'm pulling her clothes from her body as quickly as I can. She's doing much the same. It's all a blur until we're standing, looking at one another—her in nothing but her bra and panties and me in just my jeans.

"I'm not going to stop myself any longer, Peaches."

"I don't want you to," she confesses softly. I smile with her words. I reach down dipping my finger between the valley of her breasts, while pressing my thumb against the deep V in her bra. With a quick, simple movement it falls open and I take it from her body, tossing it carelessly to the floor. She reaches up her nails digging into my back as she kisses me. Her body trembles against me as I cup one of her breasts in the palm of my hand. I squeeze it gently, then rake my thumb against the dark rose colored nipple. She moans, into my mouth as our kiss deepens once more. I let my free hand trail down to her hip, resting there as I force myself to stop our kiss. I watch her face, looking for any sign that she's not ready for this. I know she's a virgin and I'm only going to move forward when she is ready for it. I owe it to her to make this good for her. My guilt from the way I've hurt her in the past is weighing heavily on me. I need to make sure everything about tonight is exactly how she wants it. Soon, I'll show her more of who I am and what I want, but I have time to do that. Right now, the most important thing in the world is for her to learn to trust me—not only with her body, but with everything.

"Please, Tor," she whimpers.

"Fuck," I hiss. My cock weeps at the sound of her begging. I'm going to have to get these jeans off soon, before it bursts through the zipper. I think that'd be more pain that I ever want to endure.

I'm done wasting time. I bend down letting my tongue slide against her pebbled nipple. Her arms wrap around me, her fingernails biting into my back, fueling the hunger inside of me. I suck her nipple in my mouth, trapping it between my teeth, as I slide my fingers into the lace of her panties, tearing them easily.

"Oh, God," she cries, shuddering against me.

I shove the fabric out of my way, my fingers quickly moving to the wet lips of her pussy. I caress them back and forth in a gentle touch, enjoying the way her body erupts in shivers. "So wet and all for me," I purr. "Tell me, Peaches. Are you ready to admit that you belong to me?"

"No," she replies stubbornly, making me smile. The hunger to dominate her, push her to the brink is so strong in me that it takes everything I have to push the urge away. Now is not the time, but it is coming.

"Keep playing hard to get, baby. It makes my dick even harder," I taunt.

Before she can reply with some snarky-ass reply, I push my fingers between her lips. Instantly, wet, slick, heat envelopes my fingers as I begin stroking her tender folds. I search out her clit, feeling the beat of her pulse against my fingers as I grind into the swollen flesh. In response, her nails bite into my back, scoring down them, drawing blood as I suck hard on her nipple.

"Fuck," she gasps.

"Mine." The word is muffled as I growl it out, biting down on her nipple.

She shocks me by pulling away. "You talk too much, Torin. I've waited three years. I don't need a buildup here," she chastises.

It goes against everything I am, to let her show outright dominance here. I need her to give control over to me. She may always be the one in control, but I need her submission as a sign of trust. A sign to show me that she knows I am only here to take care of her, to cherish her—that she is protected and doesn't need to worry about any-fucking-thing from here out. I will walk through hellfire to make sure she is safe. Still, I tap down my needs, knowing there are a lot of scars I inflicted that now force me to handle her gently. I must hide my need for control here.

Her hands go to my belt, and she undoes it quickly—all while looking me in the eyes. I can feel the way her hands are trembling. I don't know if it's from excitement or fear. I think it might be a mixture of the two. When she gets the button to my jeans loose and unzips my pants, my cock tumbles out. The bastard is straining toward her. I'm so hard that my balls are sore already. Three years I've wanted this and I can barely believe that I'm finally going to be inside her sweet honey.

"If you want my cock, Peaches, lay down on the bed and wait for your man," I order her. My voice is gruff and full of desire. I've longed for her for so long, there's a part of me thinking that I have to be imagining this right now.

She looks at me for a minute. I see the internal battle she's having with herself right now. It's written all over her face. Then, after exhaling and giving me a look of resignation, she lays down. It would look like she's trying to annoy me if I didn't see the scattering of fear reflecting on her face or notice the way she tries to put one arm over her breasts, while turning just enough to hide her pussy from me. When she lays down on the bed, she goes so far as to bend one leg at the knee to try and shield herself. I finish kicking off my pants as I look down at her. I wrap my hand around my cock, palming it and jacking slowly as I look down at the woman I want to own.

"I'm going to give you a gift tonight, Peaches."

"If you say the gift of your dick, I might try to kill you," she mumbles, refusing to look directly at me.

"Baby, if I get my cock inside you, that will be a gift for me. I've wanted you for three long fucking years. There's no doubt about that. You're a dream I never hoped to claim."

I can see the shock on her face. Hiding my smile, I surprise her further by walking around to the other side of the bed and laying down beside her.

"What … I know I'm new to this, but I don't think this is the way it works, Torin."

I look at her—while still stroking my cock. "Tonight, your gift is you being one hundred percent in charge." Skylar bites down on her bottom lip as she takes in my words. Her beautiful eyes dilate as what I've just said registers with her. I know she didn't expect this, but she'll learn one day. My girl will always be the one in control. It will just be in a different—far more appealing but no less pleasurable—way.

"I can't be in control. I don't … I mean, I haven't done this kind of thing before."

"I can give you direction if you want, baby."

"Direction?"

"Mm," I hum. "But you will still be the one to decide exactly what happens. You'll be in control of your own pleasure."

"How does that work, exactly?"

"I'm going to lay here and let you do whatever you want to me. You're in charge and when you're ready, I'll show you how to bring us both more pleasure than you could ever imagine."

My little spitfire scoffs at me. "You have no idea how big of an imagination I have, Torin."

"You have no idea how far I'd go to make sure I satisfy whatever you imagine, Skylar."

"Can I put your shirt on?" she asks.

I want to say no, but the vulnerability in her eyes, stops me. "Put it on, baby."

She nods, arm still over her breasts, and leg still bent. I turn on my side as I watch her stand. I'm treated to a delicious view of my woman's ass. Fucking perfection. I watch as she bends down and slides my Guns-N-Roses tee over her head. Other than my woman completely naked and a blush to her cheeks, I'm not sure I've ever seen anything sexier in my life than Skylar walking toward me, my shirt on her body, her bare legs leading the way to her dainty feet with toenails painted a glossy clear, but the tips are a bright white. I'm not sure what you call it, but it's sexy as hell. I make the decision that once she understands what she is to me, I'll make sure she knows she's treated like a queen. One of my buddies that I met in an underground club a few years back, makes sure his woman is tended to often at the best spa in town. I can do that with my Peaches. I'll make sure my woman never forgets that she's my queen. Until her, I've never had a woman I was willing to devote myself to. I just took my pleasure the way I liked it, and knew there were no strings. I'm going to be Skylar's first lover, but what she doesn't know is that I'm going to be her last, too. She's also the first and only woman I've ever claimed as mine. One day I'll explain the significance of that to her.

One day I'll tell her everything.

I watch her closely. She hesitates as she makes it to the bed but surprises the fuck out of me when she straddles my thighs. I grin up at her.

"Peaches, I think you want to move that wet little pussy a little further up."

She grins down at me as she wraps her hand around my cock. She squeezes it gently, testing the feel in her hand. Slowly her hand begins moving back and forth in her firm grip. "Fuck, baby. That feels good."

"Let's see if I can make it better," she whispers.

With a grin, Skylar leans down and sucks on my nipple. My fucking eyes almost roll back in my head. It feels so good. She continues teasing me like that, all the while stroking my cock. It's fantastic, but not how I want tonight to end. I need inside of her. Hell, I want it more than my next breath. My hands were resting on her hips, but now they wind up in her gorgeous hair, forcing her head back so she has to quit and look at me.

"You have to quit, Peaches. If you don't, I'll come. I don't want to do that until I'm deep inside of you." I have plans to paint her womb with my cum. I'll fill her so fucking full that she'll have my child in her belly soon. Just the thought of Skylar's stomach stretched with my child makes my cock stream cum over the head and down onto her hand. I somehow keep from giving in and unloading jet after jet of cum. It's a close thing, though. The only thing that stops me is the need to be buried balls deep inside her juicy little cunt.

"Did you just …" she asks, clearly startled at the amount of cum leaking down my shaft and onto her hand.

I watch as she brings her hand up to her lips. My breath stalls in my fucking chest as her tongue darts out and licks a huge, translucent splotch of cum from the back of her hand. My girl hums in obvious pleasure as she finds more and sucks and licks it, too, taking it into her mouth.

"You like my cum, Peaches?"

"Want more," she pants as she leans back down to me, her lips finding the head of my cock and sucking the cum-covered tip into her mouth. She moans around the head and that's nearly enough to set me off again. I know if I do, I'll not be able to hold back again. It was a damn miracle I managed it the last time.

"Jesus H. Christ," I growl, some of my control slipping. I use the hold I have on her hair to pull her away from my dick and bring her mouth closer to my own. The hunger and need I see written clearly on her face is nearly my undoing. I know I can't hold on much longer and I need to make sure that when I take her virginity, I do it in a way that causes my queen the least amount of pain. I'm not a small man. I'm longer than what I've been told is the norm. I had a woman measure once and it was a little over nine inches. It's the thickness of it that I'm afraid might give her trouble. I need to make sure she's more than ready. Skylar's too skittish, so I'm letting her take the lead. I may have to get inventive on just how I get her ready, however. "You like my cum, Peaches?"

"Yes," she breathes out, the sound ragged and full of hunger. God, she's perfect.

"I'm going to make sure I fill you with my cum every fucking night, Skylar. I'll have you begging for it and after I fill your hungry little cunt, I'll bathe your tits in it and hold them up so you can lick them clean," I promise her. Her body trembles and there's no way she can hide how much that excites her. Hell, my thighs are coated in her juices because her pussy is so wet. "Would you like that, baby?"

"Yes," she moans.

"Good girl. Now, I need inside you, and you want to give that to me, don't you, baby?"

"Yes."

"That's my good girl. I need you to cover my cock in your sweet cream, so move that pretty little ass of yours up so you're straddling my cock, pressing it against the lips of your pussy." Her eyes are hazy, filled with desire. For a minute, I'm worried she's too far gone to understand what I need. It wouldn't surprise me, because honestly, I am too. Thank God, she does exactly as I asked, though.

She lets out this little mewling noise as she settles over me, my cock pressing between her wet folds. I hiss out a breath as she begins rocking against me. "Mm …," she whines, and I've never heard anything sound better in my life.

"That's it, Skylar. Lean forward and bring your pretty tit to my lips. Let me suck on you while you slide back and forth on my cock. I want you to learn what brings you pleasure while you cover me in your sweet juices."

"Yes," Skylar exhales as she begins picking up speed.

My cock is drenched in her cream. Her hips are moving faster as she grinds her pussy against my cock. I can tell by the way she cries out when it hits her clit just right. She lifts my shirt up from her body, feeding me her tit. I suckle on the nipple, as my hands drop to her hips. I grind her against me, so I can drag her pussy back and forth on my cock. It's like fucking magic. So damn good, I couldn't even find words to describe it.

"Come for me, Peaches," I groan right before I bite down on her nipple.

She cries out and fucking hell, I can feel her shower me with come, as she climaxes. I look up at her, completely hypnotized by her beauty in this moment. I can't waste another minute. I have to have her, but it's more than that. I know if I take her while her orgasm is still rolling through her, that there will be less pain for her to experience. That's what I want more than anything. With that in mind, I take control. I hold onto her as I roll us over, putting her back against the mattress

"Torin!" she cries out in shock. My hands move between her legs, as I pet her pussy with my fingers, coating them in her cream as I work her clit.

"Get that shirt out of my way, baby. I don't want your body hidden from me. You're perfect."

I thought she might argue with me, but she doesn't. I think she may be too far gone to realize what she's doing now. Skylar is just operating on instinct and that works for me. She shimmies out of it as I watch and only when that's accomplished, do I bring my hand up and begin painting her cum on her swollen lips.

"Please," she begs, but I'm not sure she understands what she wants right this moment.

"Let's see how good you taste," I croon, taking her mouth hungrily. I moan as the taste of her dances across my tastebuds. Then, before I can stop myself, I claim her mouth fully, losing myself to the lust that only she has ever been able to induce in me.

"I need you inside me," she finally demands and I'm only too willing to give her exactly what she wants.

"Open them pretty eyes and look at me, Skylar. I don't want you to take your eyes off me. I need you to see everything you do to me."

Instantly, she does as I ask. I make note at how well she follows instruction. Skylar may not know it, but she was made for me. Which is good for both of us, because I'm not about to let her go. I wrap my hand around the base of my cock and position myself at her entrance.

"There's no going back, Skylar. Ride and Die, baby. From this moment on, it's you and me against the world. No one will come between us. I won't allow it. Do you hear me?"

"Torin …"

"Mine!" I growl to her again as I push into her tight depths. My cock plows through the proof of her virginity. She cries out from the pain and tears slide from her eyes. I should feel shame, but fuck I like that she's crying for me. I like knowing that I've claimed a piece of her that no other fucker will get. I force myself to hold still as I kiss away her tears. "It's okay, baby. You tell me when you're ready for me to move again."

"You're so big. Fuck, Torin, I'm so full …"

"Relax your body, Peaches. You were made for me. It's just going to take a little time. That's all," I whisper softly. I bring my hand back to her pussy and begin rubbing her clit. "How's that, baby?"

"It feels good," she confesses, worrying her lip with her teeth.

"Good. Do you think you can handle me moving now?" I ask, feeling my orgasm gathering speed. Any minute now, I'm going to blow. I don't want to do that before I show my woman just how good I can make her feel.

"Yes." That won word is spoken so softly but sounds like a shout that reaches all the way to my soul.

I begin tunneling in and out of her. I go slow at first, making sure that I don't hurt her. Yet, when I feel my perfect little princess move underneath me, matching her movements with mine like a seasoned pro, I can only groan as she squeezes my cock tight. We quickly go out of control after that.

"Are you ready to come for your man again, Peaches?"

"Yes."

"Good girl. Give me what I want," I demand softly.

As if my words are the only things that she needs to orgasm, I watch as she climaxes beneath me. Skylar keeps eye contact the entire time, and it robs me of breath. I pound her body until I feel my own release take over and as I fill her body with cum, one thing becomes crystal clear.

Skylar owns me lock, stock and barrel.